KAARIS – Je remplis l’sac (English lyrics)

Chorus :
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with your dead body or with money, but I’m filling up the bag
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with the drugs or with weapons, but I’m filling up the bag

1st verse :
Anger is the only thing that suits me, suits me, hurry up give me some money, I’m pissed off, pissed off
Open your mouth and my dick will unload down your throat, throat
I’m the future, I’m confident, I believe it, you’re not as sure of yourself anymore
2.7.Z.E.R.O, the industry ends up with it’s ass on my finger
The enemy is moaning, homie ! My clique arrives like a YZ 250
There’s no doubt about it : my music is a semi-atomatic matic matic !
I’m Kaaris, and you who are you ?!
Give me your name so I can know who I have to kill
93, now you’re starting to pay attention, I’m here now, swallow
Or else I’ll fuck you, your mother and even your whole native village
I’m doing a cash withdrawal with my ram raid vehicle, Porsche Cayman from Bellier
Cheating is mandatory for us, skeleton skull, diamond eye, Audiger
Nothing but Ciroc in the fridge, You’ll have to content yourself by drinking it
Bitch, you’re not my girl but my dick is hard because I’m happy to see you
They talk about me in the stars, they talk about Luke Skywalker right after
She’s moving her neck, pfff…she thinks she’s a virgin just because she takes it up her ass
You see, I can sing your death to you, son of a bitch, while your climbing
The branch that you under-estimate is the one that will poke your eye out
2.7 Z.E.R.O BRAVE
K Double A A.K.A. Talsadoum

Chorus :
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with your dead body or with money, but I’m filling up the bag
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with the drugs or with weapons, but I’m filling up the bag

2nd verse :
I’m Double A, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I impregnated the rap game
It’s been ten years now, without bragging, that I’ve been making her gum bleed
I’m, I’m, I’m in the French Resistance, Nato, kaki
600 horse power under the hood, seated, A.I brain
You think your clique gets more clicks, I’m sorry, you probably don’t have the correct numbers
If your life has a sour taste, that means that you’re not sucking the right dick
It’s with our heels that we tackle you, with our canon that we clear the way out
We don’t give a fuck about your excuses, the same way we don’t give a fuck about what the prison guard says
I want supremacy first of all, to fuck up all those who lie on the microphone
To be rich like Tony, to raise my gun like G-Money, Nino
I’m a wolf like Patrice Quarteron, I came here to make money
I rather eat the little red riding hood’s ass than to eat your 5 fruits and vegetables per day
And if you guys are cops, no need for you to tip me off
And you guys ever have children, I don’t want any of them
I rather make war, so I’ll leave making love to you, it disgust me
Whenever I see cupid throwing arrows on two men, I swear on the holy Mecca…
No flirting in my Matrix, I’m too dirty for “Coquatrix”
My nigga, homie, my clique will spray you up all over your zygomatic
2.7.Z.E.R.O
K double A A.K.A. Thulsa Doom

Chorus :
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with your dead body or with money, but I’m filling up the bag
I’m filling up the bag, I’m filling up the bag
Either with the drugs or with weapons, but I’m filling up the bag